Friday, August 20, 2010

Please Support This New Movie - Paradise Recovered

There's an indie film coming out called Paradise Recovered.  It's a film about an ex-cult member who leaves her cult and learns to love life. 

Sounds familiar, doesn't it?

The trailer is available on YouTube.  It's a very well-made film; the filmmakers took a lot of care and attention to its quality and story.  Paradise Recovered is the kind of once-in-a-lifetime accomplishment all filmmakers hope to achieve.

From the filmmaker's website  www.paradiserecovered.com :


Synopsis:
Esther Harris, a virtuous young woman and devotee of Warren F. Vanderbilt , is given the opportunity of a lifetime – to marry a minister’s son and attend Vanderbilt’s Kingdom Bible College.

When her fundamentalist Christian group falls on hard times, Esther looks for employment at a local health food store to supplement the group’s income.

At the store, Esther gets a chance to share her faith with her new manager, Gabriel, a Philosophy student and devout skeptic, and learns what it really means to experience faith, love, and life.


Fun Facts about Paradise Recovered:

We put the 'ultra' in 'ultra-low budget', relying on a lot of in-kind support, goodwill, donated items, and stuff from our houses as props.

The camera used was the Holy Grail of Ultra Low-Budget Filmmaking: The RED One.  At the beginning of the shoot in Austin, the temperature topped out at 110 degrees. The RED took the heat.

Most films boast that no animals were harmed during their shoot. We boast that one kitten was saved during the making of Paradise Recovered, thanks to the generosity and heroism of David Blue Garcia and Julio Quintana.

The profits of Paradise Recovered will help provide mental health services for survivors of religious abuse, as well as assist our team of aspiring filmmakers, musicians, actors, and artists in doing what they do. They make art. Making art takes money. Spreading the wealth around to all who shared in making it is the right thing to do

The filmmakers are pledging at least 10% of the profits to Wellspring Retreat, a residential treatment center for recovering cult members.  That is a great thing.  Their hope is to provide access to treatment to all recovering cult members no matter their ability to pay.




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We have all seen how cult leaders engage in shameless exploitation for personal gain.  It's nice to see someone really working towards making lives better.

Take a look at their website.  There is an open letter to ex-cult members.  When they are finished with the final cut of the film (which is a long process) they will put together a list of recovery sources and have it available.  That alone is enough to support.

When Paradise Recovered is released, I hope you will support this film by attending a screening, buying a DVD or telling people you know about it.

The trailer is absolutely beautiful.  The photography, the music and direction shows a remarkable sense of appreciation and awareness of the beauty of everyday life and the world around us.  So often, destructive cultic organizations replace our natural sense of wonder with fear, suspicion, distrust and disdain for those who don't adopt the cult doctrine.  

Paradise Recovered shows so very well how one person can release that unnatural state to return to embrace the world around her and regain the life she was truly meant to live.

And ironically, it's Paradise Recovered that truly shows how Freedom is the Essence of Life.

The Paradise Recovered web site

Paradise Recovered on Facebook

Paradise Recovered on Twitter

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Totally Bogus Prosperity

with Lady Gaga are my slice of heaven?


Looking back at the perverse and demented psychic classes I attended at the Spiritual Rights Foundation, I am surprised I believed them - especially the bogus classes on "prosperity and havingness".

The Spiritual Rights Foundation's prosperity formula involved something like taking all the money you have in the world, shoving it up a dead chicken's ass and leaving it on Angela Silva's doorstep. If the chicken turns into a KFC bucket full of bones, empty gravy containers and leftover cole slaw the next morning, you can expect to see prosperity.

It wouldn't be your prosperity you'd see, but you would find a certain individual belching up the smells of last night's KFC seems to be wearing new jewelry and has added gold trim to her car.

But that's proof the Spiritual Rights Foundation prosperity plan works! The only thing is: it won't work for YOU.

Evil - it just goes on until you make it stop

Here's a piece from Steve Sanchez.  It's a excerpt from his midterm paper on Hereditary Evil.

Steve explains the concept of hereditary evil better than I can, so I'll just let you read the paper for yourself and taking away from it what you will.

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On the level of individual spiritual development, an adolescent person is transitioning from childhood to adulthood. The life of innocence is going away and they must begin to deal with the hereditary inclinations toward evil that are now beginning to be activated. This corresponds to the awakening of rational cognition in regards to moral decision-making, and formation of identity. Sometimes mistakes are made, and bad decisions are acted on. The parent will of course need to give guidance, and sometimes they have to let the young person learn on their own.

A major theme I see, in regard to an adolescent, or any individual, has to do with the constant tension and striving to bring one’s externals into harmony with internals. This is a great and tough lesson to pay attention to as a practical message. Maclagan writes: “The great lesson that we have all to learn from the study of this section is, habitually, to endeavor, while we are in this world, to bring our outward life as far as we possibly can into harmony with our internal life”.

When Maclagan writes, “Of the delusions of falsities from interior evil, of the corrupted principles in which there is yet something of good”, he is interpreting the phrase, ‘Ameleks who dwell in the south’. According to Swedenborg the Amelaks represent those who no longer care to examine themselves, but delight in deceiving and harming the soul of others. He writes:


They who are in this evil do not attack the truths of faith, but the goods of faith; for they act by means of depraved affections, whereby they pervert good thoughts. Because they are of such a nature, their hells are completely separated from the hells of evil spirits, insomuch that they have scarcely any communication, and this for the reason that they may be separated from the men of the spiritual church; for if they were to flow in from their hells, it would be all over with the man of that church, because they would act in the most hidden manner into his conscience and would pervert it, and this by the breathing in of depraved affections. These infernal genii never attack a man openly, nor when he is capable of vigorous resistance; but when it appears that a man is falling so as to yield, they are then suddenly at hand, and push him on to a complete fall. This too is represented by the fact that Amalek now fell upon Israel; and also afterward, when the sons of Israel had set themselves in opposition to Jehovah, and were afraid of the nations in the land of Canaan (AC 8593).

The kind of evil Swedenborg is talking aboutseems to be very severe and is difficult to regenerate. In ourselves it needs to be identified, resisted, and deeply repented for. In others, it needs to be identified and avoided, or if possible held in check. I have encountered people like this in life who use ‘the delusions of falsity’ to manipulate people. The awareness of severe evil like this and how it operates is an intense lesson in life.  I have a ‘for instance’ in regard to this. The leader of the religious group I was in was of this nature. He was a master at manipulating, and profoundly deceptive. This is an important awareness because, as Swedenborg says, it is the constant effort of such people to hide what they are really seeking to do. Their deception is much more persuasive and sustainable when the victim believes they are good. It is easy to see evil behavior in the actions of extreme terrorists, but it is much more difficult in those who seem upstanding in society.

For instance, the cult leader always named or addressed intense personal or group issues first. Most people are afraid or sensitive about doing this so his skill at it is a powerful way of making a huge impact on a person’s mind and soul. He was not afraid to engage in conflict, intimidation, or scary thoughts. He was very demonstrative of powerful emotions like joy, acting-out, amusement, anger, and rage. He always grabbed the stage and claimed to act out what people secretly wanted to or feared to do the most themselves. In his speeches he constantly revealed people’s personal lives, publicly shaming them in front of the group. He made himself the central hub of all relationships, and thereby manipulated all romantic relationships, putting people together and tearing them apart. In return for total dedication he promised that his followers could become like him. This was real, severe evil, under the guise of good.

The cult leader fulfilled in people what psychologists called a ‘salvation fantasy’. Salvation fantasy is said to a big part of the emotional appeal that inspired the hippy movement. The leader claimed to be a master of the ‘mystery teachings’, which promised to give a unique and elite connection to God. If we didn’t execute the teaching to his satisfaction then we were in danger of a horrible fate in hell. The strange thing was he used Swedenborg’s writing to make himself look enlightened. All of these things are examples, I believe, of what Maclagan calls the ‘delusions of falsity’.

One of the essential messages to learn is the necessity of self-examination. This takes a great deal of self-discipline, honesty, and a desire to be led by the Lord. For instance, in my own experience, writing, Spiritual Perversion, was a great experience of self-examination and therapy. I had to delve deep into memory and relive experiences in order to present the whole picture. The process was like mining a rich vein of gold; I was compelled to follow the veins of deception, fully expose them and thereby take charge of it. I didn’t know it at the time, but in hindsight I could see that God was with me guiding the process the whole time, and this perception brought me into greater relationship with Him. From this kind of therapeutic writing I realized that thought is rooted in feeling and affection, because as I felt and explored my feelings about a particular situation, a rush of ideas and memories came to me. I remembered all kinds of dialogue and important detail. I also saw that the evil attached to thoughts and feelings has all kinds of filters designed to protect it from detection. Revealing the depth of the story and forming it into art was essential to healing trauma and making myself whole. I think this kind awareness is of great value for religion and people of faith, because the psychological detail of how to heal the psyche is often wanting.

For instance, one of the pitfalls of religion is that we are vulnerable to fall into a mentality of being ‘goody, goody’, ‘perfect’, or indulge in spiritual pride over what we ‘know’. By doing so we are concreting over our shadow. The Amekelites probably represent people who have done this. To do so leads to psychological suffocation; it is a real psychological danger because the personality can lose its wholeness and vitality, like the Star trek episode when they were separated from their ‘Id’ self, or like the psychotic Church Lady character on Saturday Night live. In Buddhism one develops the skill of being mindful, and a major component of it is to be honest with ourselves; this goes hand in hand with a humble outlook. Making art can potentially serve the same purpose. When I wrote Spiritual Perversion I felt compelled to be completely honest. I couldn’t stop from writing a scene because it was embarrassing or humiliating. Art, and Buddhism, have pitfalls of their own, but they can serve us psychologically in a way that religion sometimes misses.

This brings out a major theme in the scripture in question, that is, if evil is left trapped in the psyche unexamined and unseen, it becomes like poison.

Now let’s look at an example on an individual level of the consequences of not regenerating hereditary evil. Here is a story that may serve as a good example: A friend came to me with a problem; he told me the story of how his wife and him had let his wife’s sister and her daughter move-in to live with them. His wife’s sister had been having financial problems for a long time. It quickly became appear that the 14-year-old daughter had some behavioral problems. She was getting F’s in school, and wouldn’t cooperate with guidance from adults. They found out she was smoking cigarettes, doing drugs, and heavily involved in sex chat on the Internet. A big part of the problem was that her mother would not stand up to her, but coddled her, and ignored it all. The daughter attempted suicide and was put in a rehab facility. When she came out, she asked to go back in and was allowed. She came out and wanted to go back in again. But there seemed to be no effect on her attitude. The problem for my friend was that when he made rules for the house and tried to help in her school work, he got grief not only with the girl, but with his wife, his wife’s sister, and their mother for trying to straighten things up. This was causing major tension in their marriage and they came to agree that they needed to ask the sister and daughter to leave. My friend decided to write a letter to the girls councilor at school, so that she might get into a more structured school that could lead to a new pattern in her life.


Now, this is what he said too me about why he took action, “This whole situation was driving me to distraction, but I could not face God and have him ask me, why didn’t you help that girl when you had a chance; I had to do something”.

The mother in this story may serve as an example of not facing the situation, and thereby letting hereditary evil ‘ride’. In the context I have presented, the adolescent daughter remains in ignorance, subject to the forces of hereditary evil, and its inherent tendency to protect itself to exposure and elimination. The mother seems to be complicit with this. My friend, on the other hand, by listening to God seeks to take action that can ‘regenerate’ the situation.

Another example that demonstrates some of the dynamics of hereditary evil, and how it can be potentially regenerated, has to do with the genogram. In seminary we are asked to interview our family members and draw up a genogram. This means putting together the story of one’s parents and one’s siblings, the story of our grand parents and their siblings, and so on. We look for patterns in these stories, and the impact they may have on our own lives. This was an eye opening experience for me. In my family there were significant themes of alcoholism, emotional cut-offs, mental disturbances, attempted suicides, and loss of faith. There was also significant achievement, perseverance, and acts of self-sacrifice. Understanding the stories of emotional trauma in my parent’s life was very important to understanding the traumas I suffered. The process of interviewing my parents in the way we were taught was a big part of the healing, because it afforded the chance to develop a certain amount of skill at re-orienting the relationship. By this I mean I was able in some measure to objectify my family role, and move out of it into a more mature identity. Most of all, it was powerful to observe the similar patterns of thought, feeling, and trauma that had a marked tendency to move downward in despair. I was able to see to a certain degree how these forces operated in my psyche. I realized I didn’t have to identify with being them. They were influences, but not I.


The experiences I have been describing all have to do with bringing the external and internal of our soul into a greater measure of harmony. It takes work, intention and skill.

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I BEAT THE SPIRITUAL RIGHTS FOUNDATION !

I can't help it. I have to gloat.


I BEAT
THE SPIRITUAL RIGHTS FOUNDATION,
THE ACADEMY FOR PSYCHIC STUDIES, AND ISHI HYPNOSIS

and Debi Livingston

and Angela Silva

and Robin Dumolin


To the three Witches of Ellsworth:

You tried to intimidate me and all the people I care about. You tried to sue me with a lame, sloppy and irrelevant legal complaint. You lost. The Superior Court made you pay for my legal expenses.

Your attempt to silence the truth failed. Your attempt to abuse the legal system backfired.

This blog continues. And this blog is thriving.

That's not exactly what you intended with your lawsuit, I would guess.

Because of your failed, amateurish and transparent attempt to silence me with a wave of your gnarled fingers, I have been able to present myself and this blog to the anti-cult community. Thanks to your perverted actions, this blog and I have achieved more visibility than if you just kept your mouths shut.

And because of your childish and stupid actions, you have even more to explain away and even less credibility and even fewer victims to prey upon.

Now, if you had taken the correct path and made reasonable participation in this blog, you would not have faced that.

That opportunity was always available to you. Despite your claims to the contrary, Blogger allows no way to block any particular individual or group from commenting. You should know that. You operate a blog on Blogger yourselves. Even if Blogger did allow me to block you, I invited you and anyone affiliated with you to comment. All I asked is that you identify yourself in the interest of fairness. This blog has been open to you even after you dropped your idiotic suit. How else were you able to post your ridiculous response?

If you had thought to address what is said here in a reasonable, public manner or even if you had exercised the good judgment and restraint to have kept quiet, this blog would be read only by a handful of your victims - people who have already spoken out publicly who you have tried to discredit and people who remain anonymous and silent.

But instead, your supporters left comments like: "Fuck You" or "Mike Kawahara is an #$!#!$%$@#@@^&@" and other comments that don't address the issue or make any attempt to spell out your value to the world. They do leave comments that tell me I am a jerk, an idiot or otherwise "insensitive" to the poor leaders of your valueless and dysfunctional organization.

It is a hallmark of your organization to attack someone's personality, ethnic background, family life, socio-economic status (dispensing more venom to those who grew up in money), educational achievements (again, with more disgust for those who are educated) whenever that person speaks out against your abuse.

It's truly ironic that while you hide behind the First Amendment to conduct you reign of terror and spew the vile filth that guides your behavior, you attempt to deny the protections of the First Amendment to anyone who says anything you don't like.

Especially when those things are the truth.

The truth about what happens behind the wrought iron fence of your compound.

The truth about how the children were treated.

The truth about what you did to their parents.

The truth about how your teaching of prosperity prospered no one but yourselves.

The truth that the Spiritual Rights Foundation operates like no other legitimate church.


Well ladies, your disturbed brand of oppression may work in the confines of your gated compound but it didn't fly in the Superior Court of the State of California.
I BEAT YOU!
My right beat your might. Now that your might has turned to fright, I hope there will be no more victims of your practice of spiritual domination and emotional torture.

I hope that more will read this blog so they can see our side of your story.

I hope the few remaining in your evil clutches will continue to obey your forced silence and refrain from polluting the population with your brand of evil.

I hope your potential victims will have the opportunity to see there is a dark side of the SRF moon.

And I hope this blog will continue to provide that opportunity.

Your continued bad behavior, your devotion to discrediting your critics, your inept and amateurish presentation of yourselves and your practices to the world will ensure that for as long as you exist, so will this blog.

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Burying Rev. Bill Duby in a really deep hole.

Some things are best written by others.  This happens to be one of them.

In "Spiritual Perversion", Steve Sanchez writes about his experiences with the Spiritual Rights Foundation and its so-called seminary The Academy for Psychic Studies.  The tales Steve tells are not only absolutely truthful and accurate (I have witnessed many of the events Steve wrote of and many of the others were SRF legend, related to we fresh meat by the haggard and worn old-timers) the tales are told in a manner that is chilling and re-creates the anguish, torment and personal humiliation that he and so many others experienced.

Bill Duby not only angered those who attended the below gathering, those who awoke from their somnambulance sometime later (like me and Joy) found themselves hoping to bury the dead bastard even deeper in the grave he dug for himself (after we got the dog to take a crap on him first, that is).  Unfortunately, his two wives decided to cremate him and scatter his ashes all over the SRF Farm - sorry, I meant to say Robin and Angela's farm, so he can be among the animals he didn't get a chance to murder.

Those who left long after this FUN-eral ceremony for Bill have to be content that the son of a bitch's ashes were being trampled, pissed and shit upon by close relatives of the farm animals he killed.

For us, that is sweet justice - and for the farm animals too.


I am generally a big supporter of maintaining the dignity of the dearly departed and the solemnity of the proceedings.  But in Bill's case, I think he truly deserves the be the butt of a FUN-eral ceremony, given all the abuse, manipulation and overall bad behavior he suffered upon all his devoted followers.  I heard is was a good time.  Sorry I missed it and could not contribute my two cents.


In fact, I am surprised the group didn't break out in song:





Oh shit.  I was saving that number for another witch.  My bad...


Anyway, here is an excerpt from Steve Sanchez's book "Spiritual Perversion" generously contributed by the author.


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The Funeral Ceremony

Opening Poem by Mike Schemel and Steve

The lover-raper: Duby’s Eulogy

Bill Duby’s dead

Wicked-warlock, relationship manipulative reign over
Family rights disruptive and power trip corrupted
Separating children from parents 
twisted hypno-con man,
crackpot deluded utopian visionary,
smooth sharp-talking money-hustling,
freedom-squashing confidence man
Lover-raper of the wounded and impressionable

The card-mechanic preacher played his last hand
on a wednesday night, December 5th
Dizzy-fast and decisively, a non-choice to escape made
the matrix of lies crushing through his Holy persona, he collapsed

The creator of continual crisis in the 
lives of the pain-taking,unquestioning flock
Charismatic, religious fanatic, cult leader came to an end
Taken out by God for being Jesus Christ pretend

Boxing members into a brick cage, one half truth at a time;
Blocks full of lies, of psychic intimidation and fundamentalist hell
The unsuspecting walking into inner walls in every direction,
numb feet shaking on the mushy-soft underbelly of the unacknowledged horror.....
A foundational reign of spirit terror put to final rest
May love and healing spread 
through all the muddled mess he meddled in
It is unconditionally for the best


       There was astonished silence. Each of us reviewing our private anguish in our mind. We expressed our admiration to Mike. The group continued to sit in silent reflection staring at the three candles lit on the coffee table in the center of the room, many thoughts and emotions stirred in each persons mind.

       Mason spoke. Everyone listened in intent silence. “I am glad Bill is dead. It is such a huge relief. He is an evil man and hurt a lot of people. This is best thing for everyone, even him. Personally, I’ve been through hell. It has been a nightmare. Being the first one out who fought back they have considered me the most evil, and I took the brunt of their hatred. I loved seeing others come out. When Steve came out it was so wonderful to see how he grew and prospered and stood up to them. I loved it. I obsoletely loved it. Now I think he may be the most evil. Ha, Although they blame me for a lot of the things he did to expose them. They blame me, Steve, Harpreet and Our lawyer for killing Bill. Kory told me Don said that at the funeral. She said when she asked Don about why Bill died he got all agitated and pissed off and blamed us for killing Bill. Ha-ha. That cracks me up. We must be pretty powerful people huh?

       The most important thing now is that I have my daughter back. For almost a year I lived in a mobile home with rick and I only saw Christina once a week for a few hours when Annie would bring her to visit. We would mostly just sit and hug. It was bizarre. She would just look at me with this question in her eye.” He became very emotional for a moment.

       He continued, “I want to tell you guys about the day my mind flipped. At the end Bill was mercilessly berating me in every in Revelation class, and any other chance he had. Bill had suggested we go to a therapist but he told Annie to choose this woman therapist who came into the academy. It was bizarre because Bill always talked about her like he had the hots for her and she had the hots for him. It was supposed to be a set up where they both ganged up on me but it back fired on them because she saw what was going on and supported me and me having a relationship with Christina. They put a stop to this and I went to a new therapist to try and express what I was going through. I let the new therapist talk to the old therapist and the next day Bill says to me, “So you are seeing another therapist. I understand the therapist is affiliated with Margaret Singer who debunks cults.” This was a mind blower. I didn’t know my therapist was associated with Margaret Singer. At the time I still believed in Bills authority and didn’t think SRF was a cult, though I knew I was being abused and would have to leave. One day I went into Black Oak books and found a book called ‘Cults in our midst’ by Margaret Singer. I sat there and read almost the whole book. It was shocking how it read like an exact description of SRF. I went and got other books on cults at the library. It was astounding how they read as a description of Bill and SRF.
       A couple of days later in class Bill was berating me as usual then he said, ‘if you are really spiritual you will give up your daughter on a faith action and give up full custody. If not you are a total wretch and a loser.’ That is when it happened. It was like a light switch turning on. I totally saw threw him and knew I could never trust him again - at all. I knew he was not a holy man or a genuine teacher. I knew I was in a cult and that I was being completely fucked over. This was the single most important moment in the whole saga.

   The conversation continued on without skipping a beat but I had this new awareness. It was totally surreal. I told him the courts frowned on what he was asking me to do. I remember I turned to Steve and asked him a  commonsense question about if he would give up custody of his child. Steve was about to answer but Bill forcefully changed the subject to diabetes because he knew Steve was going to say something that would hurt his position. Evil bastard.

       After that I kept going but only for the sake of keeping tabs on my daughter and gathering information. Every night I was there I argued with Bill but it got to be useless and awful, because he constantly used everyone against me. I was afraid I was getting mentally and physically damaged.

       I don’t have any problem saying I am totally happy Bill died. He was an evil man - totally psychotic and pathological. I met with Margaret Singer several times and it was such an eye-opener. Everything he did was classic cult techniques he just made it seem unique. And all the stuff he taught he took from other teachers and books, and just made it seem like he had the higher perspective of what they were teaching. Remember all the stuff we used to do. It never worked.

       Remember one where we attempted to lift tables by getting in touch with disincarnate beings and having them move the table. It was sort of like a seance. Rev. Bill did not actually participate in it. Everyone else did. It was unsuccessful, but everyone still said it was wonderful. And he led a workshop on how to have an out of body experience, basically astral projecting. He taught it as if he had the experience many times, but he never demonstrated it. No one in the class had the experience.” We all burst out with laughter.

       “Another time there was a book by a man named Dr Moody who did a lot of work with near death  experiences. He did this thing with a very dark room and a mirror, where he claimed he could get in touch with people who had died through the mirror. What happened at SRF is that the ministers had to purchase the materials to set up a room and create the environment the way Dr Moody had stated in his book. Then we were to come in and do his methods. Many of us did this over a few week period. Moody said that the method was sure fire and almost foolproof. Of course, no one had the experience at SRF.  Not once.  It too, died out never to return.” We all laughed in a cathartic fit of laughter.

       “I believe Bill had such an addiction to dominating and separating families and relationships because of his upbringing. His mom died when he was seven and he claims to have been a wide open psychic even then - like he was better than anyone around him. He was basically poor white trash, and man he hated it if anyone ever said that. I remember Debi’s father called him a 'Mick', which is lingo for Irish white trash, and man, he turned white he was so pissed. But he couldn’t yell at the old man. He talked about that one for months.

        Bill was brought up in around 20 foster homes in the bay area you 
know. He always talked about how he had to keep his foster parents from fighting so they wouldn’t break-up and he and his sister could stay there. He blamed it on his sister or the foster parents low consciousness that he always had to leave, but it had to be his fault too. It happened over and over. The same crisis. He projected the fear of that scenario into every relationship in SRF. Lisa said it perfectly. she said, ‘He made all of us members pawns in acting out his own psycho drama.’ He had no conscience about fucking with other people’s lives. I remember when I was being mercilessly berated at the end I said to him one night, ‘no matter how much you council couples in SRF they all end in failure. Look at your fruit.’ In the next couple of days three couples that were estranged were miraculously back together - it was suck a joke. He orchestrated it all. After I left they all fell apart again.

       Of all of us the one who suffered the most abuse was Harpreet. One of the worst things Bill ever did to a relationship was when he manipulated Harpreet and Sandy in to getting married. It was so insane. I hated it because I was part of doing it to Harpreet. At the time Harpreet was considered a total low life scum because he  was fighting to bet back with Deb and especially his kids, which meant he was constantly in conflict with Bill. They didn’t want to get together but for months Bill played on their weaknesses, and just kept working it.  Every class he would talk about it till they started to think about it. At the time I was the golden boy which means I was the attack dog on Harpreet. Bill used me to convince Harpreet he was wrong and to make sure Harpreet did what he wanted. I took Harpreet to buy the rings. Harpreet didn’t even want to go but I was told to ‘escort’ him to do it. I have to tell you Harpreet I am sorry. I hope you forgive me for that man.”

       Harpreet said, “I forgive you mays. It’s okay. We were cult freaks. Now we are former cult freaks.”

       Mason said, “Thank you. I appreciate that. Okay, anyway....I remember Bill saying to me in confidence once when I was a golden boy, ‘those two deserve each other. I am just trying to show I can get them together because both their hearts are like ice cubes. When two ice cubes touch they freeze together. That is Harpreet and Sandy.’ So they finally got married and when they did the first time they had sex there was a horrible uproar. Bill talked to sandy and made her the victim and told everyone else that Harpeet ‘fucked her with anger like a beast’. A month later they got annulled, and Bill Said to Harpreet, ‘I hope all that was worth one fuck Harpreet’. To Bill it was like a sport. Sick bastard.

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

ISHI Hypnosis - it's the way to, uh, well, er...

...fuck it.  Sleep Now and give me your wallet.


When Bill Duby founded ISHI Hypnosis he told us an "Indian" (Bill's warped term for Native American) came to him in a dream and inspired him to teach us of the wonderful healing effects of hypnosis.  Bill never really said much about this "Indian" other than he was told "ISHI is the way to be".

No one questioned Bill.  If they did, they would be branded as an infidel, pummelled into a grease stain then forced to double their tithe payments.

No one questioned Bill in public anyway.

This ISHI Hypnosis thing smelled like a bowl of ISHI left on the counter too long.  Somehow, this whole "indian" coming to Bill in a dream with the gift of ISHI sounded like a stretch.  A really big stretch.

I finally got around to doing the research.  The coincidences are just too much to ignore.

As a Californian, I got a lot of education on California history which included some history on the native peoples of California.  Sadly, many of the native tribes in California were wiped out by disease and extermination.  However one man survived as the last of his tribe.

This man somehow appeared out of nowhere and said he was the last known member of a long-forgotten native tribe.  When discovered by researchers, this man gave them the knowledge of the natives on everyday skills as well as history and philosophy that scholars were lacking.

He was a celebrity of the day, proudly sharing his knowledge and history.  He was a wealth of information on the history of  the native peoples of Californa and contributed greatly to our identity as Californians.

This man's name was "ISHI".


Bill received some education here in California.  Apparently, some was in the Bay Area and some in the Central Valley.  Back in the day (and this really dates me) all us school kids were taught a lot about the native peoples in California.  Ishi was one of the main figures in California history we studied.

I would bet Bill learned about Ishi too.

And the last of his tribe, the man named Ishi, the man who gave us the knowledge of the naive peoples was the one who gave Bill and only Bill the inspiration to found a hypnosis institute named ISHI Hypnosis.

If you believe that, I have some bridges to sell you.  Some swampland too.  How about oceanfront property in Arizona?


I find it amazing that Bill had to concoct a fanciful story to start something that any of us deluded followers would have supported without the tall tales and delusions.  Actually, it's not so amazing.  Bill had to position himself as a mystic and psychic spiritual minister with a direct line to heavenly knowledge.

He had a lot of bridges to sell too.

We all bought them.


If you're someone looking for a school of hypnosis, if you are looking for hypnosis for your own healing you might consider somewhere else.  All of the core members of SRF didn't look around.  We didn't ask questions.  We didn't consider that anything ISHI could be anything but divine truth.

Look what we got: illness, depression, suicidality.  Look what we lost:  our finances, our families, our marriages, our very soul.

You don't have to look far to see the other side of ISHI Hypnosis.. It's all right here.  Take a look at these links and make up your own mind.  And when you do make up your own mind, take a moment to share your thoughts with us.  If you think this is a load of crap, say so.  If you are thanking your lucky stars you dodged a bullet, say that too.

But don't say we didn't give you that other side.  I know it's not a pretty picture but it's true and accurate.  I'll leave it up to you to accept it or not.


The ISHI Hypnosis Shuffle

ISHI Hypnosis and the Cult of SRF - what happened after World Hypnotism Day?

The Amazing, Unending Classes at the Academy for Psychic Studies

The Essence of Freedom

Who the Hell is ISHI Hypnosis

Psychic Suicide

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Courage



Here is a comment that was left recently.

I think it takes a tremendous amount of courage to write this comment.  The commenter spells out what went on behind the curtain we suspected for years now.  He or she seems to have strong knowledge of the inner workings of the cult

I wonder if this commenter would have the courage to say hello to me privately and talk about their comment?  Or anyone they may trust.  There are several.  We look forward to speaking with you.


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I remember how the office where Sherry worked as the bookkeeper would always be locked while she was doing her work. You were not allowed to go in there and see anything that was going on. The curtains would be drawn over the sliding glass door as well. And there was an aura of not going near that room because if you did, it meant you were some kind of spy with evil intent. Talk about funky energy on their money. It was like the psychic version of Fort Knox. What was going on in there that needed hiding?

I remember Rev. Bill often saying, "Don't fuck with me when it comes to money." And how he always instructed Ang, Robin and Debi to put collecting the money first. If someone couldn't pay, often they wouldn't receive services. If someone was being too difficult, they usually used the fact that they owed money to kick them out. And everyone owed money there because it was impossible not to. How can you support yourself and support "the church", meaning their lazy entitled selves, and have enough money to do so?

 Rev. Bill and the Board of Directors thought nothing of taking money from single mothers, the sick, the elderly, anyone really. People who went there worked very hard to survive and then gave a good portion of their income to SRF. People lived like paupers even when they were making a decent living because of the amount of money they were expected to give. And not giving meant you had deep spiritual problems.

To see the most vulnerable people who had very real needs being taken advantage of sickens me. But it doesn't bother the leaders one iota. I remember Debi not feeding her children because the church came first. And then she also had the attitude that others should feed her children because she was doing such important work in the church. Myself and so many others paid to raise her children because it was the right and decent thing to do. And I would add that these same people who kept a roof over her head and her children's heads worked far harder at the church than she did in addition to having full-time jobs. Funny how nobody else except the leaders have an attitude of entitlement.

Here is the irony of their attitude. They thought nothing of putting children last because of the unreasonable time and financial demands they put on the parents. But then they would swoop down and take the children out to lunch or the movies and do all kinds of fun things with them and put out this attitude that they were helping the parents out because the parents were too poor or busy to do these things for their children. But they were the ones who created the parents' stress and financial problems in the first place. Insanity.

I remember when Sherry had breast cancer and had a mastectomy. She was on medication for a year afterwards to continue treating this cancer, a low dose of chemo. This treatment is known to make you tired. So here is Sherry, a woman in her 60s, who had to work full-time because nobody was helping her, who is on chemo, who went through the trauma of breast cancer, and they never helped her or had a kind word to say about her. They only complained about her working for them less and commented on how lazy she had become. They constantly bitched about how she was slacking off on her bookkeeping duties. And they would take her aside to have talks with her about her "attitude." What soulless fucks.

And here is the truth about what Sherry was doing in her locked bookkeeping office. She was instructed to keep two sets of books for the church. One was the official set of books for the IRS and the other was what was actually going on, mainly all of the personal expenses of the leaders that were being paid for by the non-profit. How is that for the integrity of the spiritual leaders?

If this commenter actually saw what was happening there, it explains quite a bit.  I confirms all the things we thought was happening.

Sunday, July 11, 2010

Follow the money




We all know we paid those leeches a ton of money in the past.  Many of us are still shaking off the after-effects of that exploitation.

But still even after all this time, I have to wonder:  Where did it all go?

We all know that every penny that came in was under Robin's watchful eye.  But who's eye oversaw the pennies going out?  And who's pocket did it all go to?

Well, we do know that the "SRF" farm isn't an SRF farm at all.  Robin and Angela own it.  For what reason?  I think for no other than to give them money, property and power.  Giving them the farm helped Bill secure their loyalty in a way he could not do any other way.  He put their power over the freedom of his followers.

I personally did not know anything about the true ownership of the farm until well after I left.  I happened to be looking up SRF real estate holdings and discovered the SRF Farm was actually the Dumolin/Silva farm.  I never really looked up the rest of them, though.  I was too shocked at the time.

And for all the money that is brought in, and the few expenses they have every month, where is the profit going?  Who's really benefiting from all that money?

We know who.  We know that the people on top live any damn way they want, buy what they want, and vacation any time they please.  The problem is, they do all that with other people's money.

If Robin and Angela were ever out of that environment, I doubt they would survive it.  Neither would Bill's child.  They have been sucking the life out of people for so long, making an honest living is just impossible now.

As Debi appears to be anointed to take charge, does the cash flow change?   How much of a tribute payment will Robin and Angela demand from the new organization?

And how does the "ownership" of the SRF assets change?

Are there any assets of SRF still in the church's hands?  I have no idea.  Will some of the assets suddenly change ownership to two familiar persons?

And is that fair and legal?

I'm not sure.  I do know this:  if they are cheating on their taxes, if they are using their non-profit, tax-exempt status for their own profit, they should be held accountable.  After all, we would.  Every American would.  If crooked preachers like Tony Alamo and so many others have to serve time or pay penalties for enriching themselves on the backs of their followers, why shouldn't anyone else convicted of doing the same.

Would the Anonymous commenter who pointed out those abuses stand tall and confidentially report his or her discovery to me, to law enforcement or anyone who might bring justice to this situation?

Would that be a basis for a class-action against SRF?

I know that there are no limitations on action if you could file action in Federal Court.  You case could be years old and would still be valid.  How long for State Court I do not know - it depends on the kind of action.  

I know they are struggling and on the ropes.  Would now be the time for a head-long charge into the legal breech opened up after our decisive victory?

One thing is for sure, it takes a certain amount of bravery to undertake that charge.  It takes people who would stand up for justice and for their fellow man.  No one person should be the sole beneficiary of legal action.  It should be everyone or no one.

When SRF filed their lawsuit against me and Joy, our attorney said it would be a fight, but a really fun fight.  And it was.

The cult was ridiculously easy to defeat.  It was hard to collect our damages, but we got them.  I think any offensive action against them would take similar hard work but it would likely be a satisfying fight that can be won.

I'm not concerned that we may be telegraphing information to SRF.  In fact, I think they will treat this information as they always do: with disdain.

Are there people out there with the personal conviction and inner strength to join a fight to slay the dragon?  I don't know.  But if you are, you can raise your hand (without committing yourself to do anything or actually joining a lawsuit).

I would just like to know if anyone would, if they could.

And if you could, you just might.

Thursday, June 10, 2010

Hooked On Reading

I appreciate that the Academy for Psychic Studies is so damn desperate for attention, they have to start giving their poison away for free.

Take a look at this ungodly mess found on the official SRF web site:

Appreciation Reading Day
June 26 • 12-4pm


First Reading is Free • Healings are Free!
Also...
Clairvoyant Training Open House at 1pm
Learn the Language of the Soul!


It looks to me that the gateway drug pushed by these street dealers is starting to lose its glamor to
their usual victims and no one is paying for a sack anymore.  So like the drug dealer hanging out at your local elementary school, they are giving away a free taste.  Free, that is, until you come back asking for another hit.  Well those cost money, you know. In fact, those readings cost some sixty bucks for the same old crap.

And like that street dealer, the good stuff is reserved for the new customers.  The full-on, unadulterated stuff that gets the hapless victim hooked a dime bag at a time is gradually replaced with junk that is stepped-on with more and more of who-knows-what, causing the victim to crave more and more and more. In time, the end is always the same: addiction.

Once you have been shot up with piles of dime bags on your own, the Academy for Psychic Studies will push you into the elite Clairvoyant Training Program and allow you unfettered access to the crack house they keep on Ellsworth Street in Berkeley.  All they will ask of you is a few thousand of your dollars, a few hundred hours of your time and one or more of your children.  You are allowed to sign over your assets when your cash runs short.  Aren't they accommodating?

At the beginning of the month you'll pay a couple of hundred for a hit of psychic heroin to dull the pain of dumping your first paycheck into the SRF cesspool.  Later, you'll pay a few hundred more for the crystal meth of psychic readings and workshops designed to keep you awake for days, running in circles.  At the end of the month, few hundred more for the weekend hit of Ecstasy called a Spiritual Retreat.  After you crash the following Tuesday (as happens with all Ecstasy highs) you will look forward to repeating the cycle of intoxication next month.

I'm not sure I can say much more.  Just as street drugs have no redeeming social value, neither do the services offered by the Spiritual Rights Foundation.  And like street drugs, you are better off without it, than falling for a free teaser.

There are so many of us who have fallen victim to the wily charms of this dangerous cult.  I have said over and over that dozens, hundreds of people have lost thousands of dollars of their hard-earned paychecks, lost assets such as their homes and inheritances and even lost their own children and spouses.

That's no exaggeration.  Just Google the Spiritual Rights Foundation.  If you don't see references to "Spiritual Perversion" and the Ross Institute's collection on SRF's scandalous background, someone has tampered with your computer.

Why haven't more spoken?  So many of us are too frightened by the experiences, silenced by shame or intimidated by the warm and nurturing hooligans in that crack house on Ellsworth street that speaking out is impossible.  It's up to the courageous such as the three brave fathers who fought the Spiritual Rights Foundation for the welfare of their children - and won.  It's up to me, who repelled an unlawful and unfounded lawsuit by the Spiritual Rights Foundation intended to silence the truth.

This blog has withstood the test of time and the Spiritual Rights Foundation's blatant disregard for lawful behavior so I will tell you to keep your eyes open and your hand over your wallet.

If that little voice in your head says "Run, Spot, Run!", listen.


Tuesday, June 8, 2010

IP Follies

Someone having a grudge decided to leave a couple of comments on my mirror site.  I'm posting them here so you can see what they said.

Their comment:
Anonymous said...

assholes get buried by their own bullshit
Michael KAWAHARA. 351 PAYNE AV. Campbell , CA. (408)248-1070
June 6, 2010 1:59 PM

Obviously, that is someone who is attempting to intimidate and silence me and everyone who reads this blog.

Whoever this is, he or she wants us all to believe their feeble skills at Google are sufficient to find an address and phone number. Even then, he didn't really get it right. The city is WRONG.

Unfortunately for this person, some years ago I made the decision to publish my home address and phone number publicly.  My reasoning is so those who want to contact me can find me and if some dork like this one wants to intimidate me by showing me he can pick up the information I deliberately posted publicly, he would do no more than show he is skilled at pissing himself.

Of course since I defeated the intimidation tactics employed by the Witches of Ellsworth, I am not too worried about this guy even though his thinly-veiled threat must be addressed.

I do have an ace up my sleeve.  IP information is not considered "private" as the passing of IP's is essential to the operation of the internet and it is passed along to all web pages and blogs every time you open a web page.  There is also no such thing as an "unlisted, private" IP address.  As I've said on the top right of each blog page (and I have said this for over a year) I have an IP tracker so I know who is reading.

Especially the guys who leave threatening, terroristic or just plain weird comments.

I'd say the above qualifies, wouldn't you?

I did leave a reply, though.  Here it is:

Mike Kawahara said...

Your IP address, sir or madam:
Jun 6 01:59:50 PM
Chrome 5.0 WinVista
San Leandro, California, United States
Sbc Internet Services (69.106.58.230)

My, that's the same IP as on another idiot comment. My psychic abilities are sensing a pattern...

June 8, 2010 6:16 PM

Now, don't worry if your comment doesn't threaten anyone or if you are just reading.  I delete the IP addresses collected continually.  If there is no need to keep the IP address, it's gone.

This person didn't stop with the above. He or she previously left the following in response to a comment I left on another blog:

Anonymous said...
"Actually, a diagnosis is an opinion. The relevant facts (you know, like symptoms that are empirically available) lead to that opinion. Go to your doctor or watch an episode of "House" if you don't understand. I hear the next episode is a good one."

Without a doubt you are the most arrogant prick I have ever met. Why do you keep talking down to people? Feeling smug and superior?

June 7, 2010 5:38 PM


My response is pretty much the same:

Mike Kawahara said...
Your IP information, sir or madam:
Jun 7 05:38:10 PM
Chrome 5.0 WinVista
San Leandro, California
Sbc Internet Services (69.106.58.230)

All page views are recorded and IP information is logged. The IP address of annoying or unacceptably aggressive comments are preserved.

Have a nice day.

June 8, 2010 6:10 PM

I have to assume this person is the same as the guy who is being a pest on that other blog.  The IP addresses are the same and besides, he tracked me down from the other blog to this one.  Actually, he tracked me down to the mirror site and left comments there.  No one reads that site and it is hopelessly out of date.  So, as that is all obvious, why post there?  Someone working with their brain would have taken the time to note that I operate two blogs and that this one is the more active and read site.  Why not post those threats here, where so many can see them and cower in fear?

Besides, I pale in comparison to the arrogant pricks I've met.


One of my professors, for example.  This commenter must live a pretty sheltered life if I top his arrogant prick list.

Besides, diagnoses are indeed opinions.  The medical profession will tell you that.  I found that out one day when a physician was explaining that I had diabetes, described all the treatment required in detail and that the prognosis was less than hopeful until his resident pointed out he was reading the wrong fucking chart.  The physician said "Well, shit.  You'd have diabetes if this were you." I thanked him and said I'd like a second opinion.

If this commenter is of the SRF-ie bent, then it's amazing he engages in the kind of juvenile, unprincipled and ill-mannered behavior that SRF and their ilk claim they never display: when confronted with the unreasonable nature of their claims or the unsupportable logic of their "truth", they come back with the only thing they have left: sticking their tongues out while they give the finger and fart.

Certainly if I deleted this person's comment, it would not be censorship as I am not a government agency or representative thereof and this is a private forum where the right to remove comments prevails.  Although I have never "censored" comments I do remove comments that are unquestionably pecuniary or may be a threat to any person. 

I wouldn't even be denying a deleted commenter's First Amendment rights as anyone can create their own damn blog to spew whatever they wanted to say about me.

Of course, as long as that spew is commentary and makes statements of factual events in good faith it is legal.  Otherwise, the First Amendment cuts both ways.

So, now we appear to have another passionate follower. Or two!  And as always, sunshine is the best disinfectant.  I'll put him, her or them in the sunlight for your opinion.

And as you ponder your response, keep the eternal sunshine of your own conscious mind and enjoy the life you were meant to lead.

I'll continue to keep those like the above at bay so you may enjoy the pleasure of freedom.